Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Brunei and from Paris.
But I was there.
I was there in 1971.
I was there at the first Selda show in Istanbul.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1966 to 1974.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in London and Tokyo.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school Delhi kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in 1970 at the first Onyeabor practice in a loft in Enugu.
I was working on the mellotron sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing D'Angelo to the crunk kids.
I played it at Cafe Wha.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by Jesper Dahlback. All the underground hits.
All Mantronix tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Subhumans record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal rap hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '60s cut and another box set from the '80s.
I hear you're buying a chamberlin and an oboe and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Black Sheep record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your oboe and bought a spring reverb.
I hear that you and your band have sold your spring reverb and bought an oboe.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Brand Nubian,
Visionaries,LMNO, T- Love & Iriscience,
Lucky Dragons,
Oneida,
Byron Stingily,
Scrapy,
Motorama,
Camouflage,
D'Angelo,
Franke,
Ultra Naté,
Charles Mingus,
Model 500,
John Coltrane,
Inner City,
Agitation Free,
DeepChord presents Echospace,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Underground Resistance,
Fluxion,
Ten City,
Depeche Mode,
Moss Icon,
Marshall Jefferson,
It's A Beautiful Day,
Oppenheimer Analysis,
Richard Hell and the Voidoids,
The Gories,
Marcia Griffiths,
Lungfish,
Magma,
Clear Light,
Black Sheep,
Scratch Acid,
Glenn Branca,
Toni Rubio,
Black Moon,
Arthur Verocai,
Joe Finger,
Bauhaus,
The Grass Roots,
The Birthday Party,
Maurizio,
The Gladiators,
Echospace,
Public Enemy,
Lower 48,
The Cure,
The Cowsills,
The Zeros,
X-102,
Cal Tjader,
OOIOO,
Slave,
Massinfluence,
Rosa Yemen,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
10cc,
James White and The Blacks,
Blake Baxter,
Organ,
De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers, De La Soul & Jungle Brothers.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.